Here I sit
on the side of my bed
writing this poem
off the top of my head

This wasn't planned out
but my words are all  true.
My heart tells my hands tells my pen
what to do

Here I lie
staring at the clouds
while in our own country
bombs go off in crowds.

I thought I knew you
but now I can see
the good of the two wasn't you...
It was me.

Here I Am.
Confront Me If You Dare